Detractors, dissenters and double dealers, dear, don't diss
Suppress ire, oppress fire, caress a liar on a spire
Despite pain and pressure, detractors, dear, kiss
To respire, aspire and retire
To a higher heaven
Where, dear, sorrow tomorrow
Won't count caresses seven and eleven
Times as detractors in a furrow borrow
Standards stringent and sublime seen
Everywhere as everyone in harmony
They live and give clean
Love without gluttony
And peace processes project proper
Patronage with a prudent paragon primed
To promote amiability and affability to steer a dapper
Damsel driven droll when mimed.
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